He heard the housekeeper's voice from outside, but he still decided to ignore him.
At this moment, Rong Yan was lying there quietly and obediently.
She didn't have the pretentiousness of wearing a mask, nor did she have the shrieks and hurt of tearing off a mask. She was a little girl who needed someone to love and warm her.
Just by looking at her, she was only a little girl of twenty-two or twenty-three years old. She looked a little younger than her real age. She was lying in a small ball under the blanket, and it looked as if he could crush her with a casual finger.
Liancheng Yazhi looked at her and said,"how dare you challenge me when you're like this?" You're just taking advantage of the fact that I'm still interested in you, Yingluo!"
after saying this, liancheng yazhi shut his mouth and did not say anything else because he felt that this sentence would not be able to convince him.
